Chapter 610 Qiu Long

"It's unlucky to come to a place like this and meet these little devils!"

Everyone began to complain, and they did not notice at all the villagers who were approaching gradually. They also had weapons on their hands, and the skinny faces were full of murderous intent. A murderous aura that shouldn't exist in ordinary people.

It wasn't until they were surrounded by villagers that everyone realized something was wrong.

The young man raised his head, pointed at Han Fei and the others, and said to the young people beside him: "Village chief, they are the new doctors, and they refuse to leave!"

Han Fei looked at the man whom the boy called the village chief. He was a very young man. He was different from the previous village chiefs who were over fifty years old. But when he thought about it, no one in this village would live past the age of thirty. It is not surprising that he is so young. In fact, each of these nearby villagers is very young. It is only due to long-term malnutrition and famine that his face is so pale that he looks old.

The young man took a step forward, his eyes were not numb, but sharp, and said: "Please leave our village, we don't need any help or mercy!"

Han Fei just looked at the young man with her eyes, especially on his arms. Unfortunately, the villagers were very well-dressed and did not expose their arms.

"Are you mistaken! We are here to help you! We are doctors! Everyone in your village is sick, and if you are sick, you need to be treated! You have to find a doctor! Why are you driving us away!"

"That's right! Do you understand clearly that we risked our lives to get in, and yet we spoke so rudely?"

"It's so unreasonable, these people are reckless!"

Obviously, in the hearts of these contestants, they are all gods. They all feel that they entered the village and risked their lives to save them. These villagers should be grateful and even kneel down to greet them. How can they be so arrogant? !

Liu Sanpao originally wanted to mutter something, but he was secretly stopped by Mu Miaomiao. Mu Miaomiao motioned Liu Sanpao to look at Han Fei, but the latter's expression was already serious, and then motioned him to look at the villagers. , only then did Liu Sanpao realize that the villagers, whose eyes were numb and full of despair, had completely changed at this moment.

Who could tell him that now they are surrounded by these people, their waists stretched straight, even though they are still very thin, but their spiritual aura is terrifyingly tight, like a sharp blade that has been unsheathed, and they will pounce at any time to strike! Especially these people still have weapons in their hands!

Liu Sanpao swallowed, suddenly as quiet and obedient as a rabbit.

The young man frowned and said: "Since you are unwilling to leave, then it's just a good idea to stay with me. It just so happens that we still need some fresh flesh and blood in Tianxing's burial pit!"

After that, the young man waved his hand, and the surrounding villagers rushed forward after receiving the order.

Han Fei suddenly spoke: "Wait."

No one noticed Han Fei's words at first, but the young man's heart trembled subconsciously and he shouted stop.

Han Fei took a step forward, squinted her eyes, and said, "When did this disease appear?"

The young man carefully looked at this ordinary-looking woman. She was obviously a completely unfamiliar face, but there was a faint force in his heart that forced him to surrender. It was an uncontrollable surrender that came from the subconscious.

The young man couldn't help but said: "Who are you?"

Han Fei did not answer, but asked again: "Did you encounter anything when you were sick?"

When the young man was unwilling to answer and wanted to continue arresting these people, Han Fei made a move.

She reached out and clenched her fist, put it on her chest, looked serious, and said word for word: "We will meet Qiu Long, who has marched thousands of miles, and will definitely be defeated."

The young man's eyes suddenly widened, and even his pupils shrank. He couldn't help blurting out: "How did you know!"

Han Fei didn't say anything, but continued to hold her fist against her chest.

The young man stared blankly at her actions, and the words that his dead father had said to him in his memory emerged one by one.

[Qingshu, you have to remember that our Qiulong lineage will never be extinct. Our goddess, Her Majesty, will definitely appear in front of us one day and rescue us. 】

[Dad, there is no such thing as a goddess! If so, why hasn't she shown up yet? Why are we still watching so many of our people die! 】

[Qingshu, you can’t tarnish the name of the goddess like this! This is a sin! Her Majesty the Goddess will definitely come, and our nine armies will definitely reunite, but we still have to wait for that day. I can’t wait for that day, but you can definitely wait. Remember, never give up hope! "

【father……】

[Promise daddy! Otherwise, dad will die in peace! 】

Qiu Qingshu still remembers that in order to let his father go with peace of mind, he said the words of belief when he was still a young man. He also waited day by day, waiting for the legendary goddess, the last hope and faith, but once Years passed, and he didn't wait. What he waited for was that everyone in the village died one after another in their best years.

Qiu Qingshu hated, and had hated, that so-called goddess, why she abandoned her subordinates who had followed her, and why she didn't appear to save them for so long!

However, as the number of deaths increased, Qiu Qingshu no longer hated him. He even felt that what his father said was false. They were not the descendants of the legendary Nine Army, they were just a group of people abandoned by God.

But today, Qiu Qingshu saw an action his father often made, clenching his fist to his chest. It was an action to meet the goddess, and it was an action for their nine armies to take an oath.

Qiu Qingshu fell into a trance all of a sudden.

"Village chief? Village chief!"

The boy called out several times before attracting Qiu Qingshu's attention.

"Village Chief, what are you doing in such a daze? Catch all these people!"

Qiu Qingshu exhaled a deep breath and looked at Han Fei. At this moment, Han Fei had retracted his hand and just stood there calmly.

Qiu Qingshu suddenly felt that maybe that day had finally arrived. The day his father had spoken of, the day he had not waited for, had arrived.

Qiu Qingshu closed his eyes and said, "Stop and welcome the person in."

For a moment, all the villagers were dumbfounded. They looked at each other, but they still put down their weapons.

Han Fei also sighed lowly, and the guilt in her heart almost clouded her mind.

At this moment, Manager Zheng, who had already left on the other side, suddenly stopped and said: "A coward who is timid and afraid of getting into trouble will not survive."

Such an inexplicable sentence made the person who quit the game stunned for a moment and said: "What? Why did you stop? We should leave quickly!"